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Well, okay. Maybe not a "Cure" but something to help you get up and go about your business.
My credentials: I no longer partake of the golden deliciousness of alcoholic beverages. But I lived in New Orleans for many years, and believe me, I know about some hangovers. Every year, on the day after Mardi Gras I had to get up at the crack of dawn (3:00 p.m.) and attempt to get my ass to work. For those of you who’ve ever been to Mardi Gras, you know that Ash Wednesday’s ills defy description. Here’s how I did it:






